i hate sand

warnings: none js fluff because I love writing fluff..!

word count: 204

authors note: just a short little blurb I wrote last night lol

you suffering night terrors was definitely something hard to deal with, but having your boyfriend there a little better.

you don’t really remember how it started, after you had given in the the sleep begging to be let in, it felt like you weren’t even on that bed next to him.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU”

“no!”

CRASH

it must of been a dream, you got up, slowly walking towards the commotion when you realized what it was. your mother and father fighting. you where in a dream of them viciously fighting and you couldent escape.

as soon as you shot up in bed, shaking, your boyfriend knew something was wrong.

“baby? what happened?” he said groggily rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he became more alert.

“just a bad… dream” you sputter out quickly, quivering.

xavier then did the most logical thing in that moment and tugged you into his warm embrace

“you don’t have to tell me what happened, but just so you know I’m here to listen okay?” he leaned down, pressing a kiss to your forehead as you became groggy again, feeling the sleep becoming heavy on your eyelids.

“sleep well my raven”

warnings: just fluff lol

paring: xavier thorpe x fem!reader

word count:719

authors note: kinda getting the hang of this, enjoy👍

going to the beach or even outside the lines of Jericho was definitely out of your comfort zone, but when your boyfriend had practically begged to take you there for your anniversary you knew you couldent say no.

“are we almost there yet..” you ask, breaking the silence of just the driving car. your boyfriend is obviously to focused on the road to hear you. “xavier!” he turns to you, obviously spooked, before the color drains back into his face as quick as it left. “almost there I promise” he smiles with that sweet smile you adore.

and as quick as you knew it, you where there.you stared out the window, breathless as you looked at the colorful sky filled with lights and darks, all blended in perfectly with the fluffly cirrus clouds, god it was so pretty, it reminded you of your boyfriends paintings. your eyes then drifted to the actual beach, which was almost as beautiful as the sky. white sand covering the area, with a small dock as the light blue waves slowly rushed onto shore and back out. you then noticed a small bench down the steps to the beach, right by the shore. you must of zoned out because as soon as you knew it, xavier had turned off the car ignition.

“here” he said, turning to you with that goofy grin he did when he was excited. It reminded you of a little boy almost.you heard his car door open as he got out, taking your hand as you joined him, walking down the plank steps almost built into the sand, you could feel the grains of sand under your feet,on the surface of the steps.

“I used to come here when I was little” he said suddenly, breaking the silence. “It was kind of my spot to come here and draw” he said, eying the waves as you walked closer. you turn to his tall figure. “really?”

“yes really” he replies, almost with a giggle as you two sit down on a bench by the shore, your hand still in his as he pulls you closer. wrapping his arm around your small build, he leans in and presses a tender kiss to your forehead which has your cheeks turning a tint rose as he looks back at the water, then, speaking again. “I’ve wanted to take you here for awhile you know” he admits, not taking his eyes off the waves. “it’s such a perfect spot since nobody is ever here” you turn to him as he on instinct, turns to you. “thank you for taking me here xav, it’s truly beautiful” you smile sweetly, pulling him in for a kiss. god he was so perfect, everything you could ever ask for was right here infront of you. how could you be this lucky, you thought. he must of been thinking the same about you as he spoke again.

“I love you, a lot actually. it scares me sometimes how much too” he admits, giggling and rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. “I feel like I’ve been waiting my whole life for you. I mean, your truly perfect. seeing you smile makes me feel like all my sorrows go away, or just seeing you in general. i cant even explain it. but what I truly love most about you is your eyes. the way I can read you. the way you light up when you see something that makes you happy, or even when your sad. It just.. makes my stomach flip.” he admits tenderly, looking at the waves crashing onto shore. you sit there next to him, astonishined. “xavier..” you breathe, at a loss for words.

suddenly, he turns to face you. “I mean everything I said, every. single. word. your the best thing that has ever happened to me y/n.”

you find yourself with butterflies panicking in your stomach, bubbling, the feeling you feel can’t even be described. then, you pull him in for a kiss. as soon as your lips met you felt a electricity volt inside of you, like a lightbulb that was once off is sudden on. you don’t even know how to say it, ever. but then their on that bench by the beach you knew for a fact you couldn’t loose this boy. ever.

warnings: just smut and degrading I’m pretty sure

word count: 567

authors note: hi I’ve never written on here before so I guess this is a start to my account ennnjoy

the golden globes was a event you have wanted to attend with your boyfriend Percy for a long time, ever since you two had finished shooting Wednesday, despite you two having a few fights, you still loved him as much as you did the first time you two met. now your sitting at a bar together, watching people get called up for awards while he’s clearly bored, instead you realize he’s focused on something other than the award ceremony, you.

“what are you staring at?” you take away his focus from you, grabbing his chin and tilting it up so he faces you “nothing” he replies, looking you in the eyes. god knows he sure did have a effect on you, his perfect facial structure, soft eyes, long brown hair, it’s hard for you not to get butterflies every time your around him, it’s truly hard to say you aren’t in love with him.

“you okay?” he says, noticing you zoning out, when actually your trying to hide the growing shades of pink on your cheeks as his veiny hand rests on your thigh.

“I’m fine” you quickly reply, staring at his hands, blushing like a total idiot.

before you both knew it, it was finally over and the after party was finally here. you found yourself drinking a little bit more then you probably should have, becoming tipsy, and teasing him for your amusement. suddenly he stood up, grabbing your hand, and leading you towards the bathroom firmly, not allowing you a choice at all basically

“where are we goinggg” you complain, the alcohol really taking a toll on you, making you dizzy.

“shut the fuck up” he scolds as he pushes open the bathroom door, locking it behind you both, holding you against the wall, smashing his lips onto yours, earning a quiet whimper from you, one of his hands on your waist while the other is around your neck, squeezing slightly

“wait” you whine as he breaks off the kiss looking up at him with puppy eyes, knowing what your doing to him. suddenly, you feel his hand on your mouth, muffling you as you hear the button of his pants pop, him bringing your head to his chest. “be fucking quiet.” he scolds as he bends you over the sink, your skirt already ridden up from his hand placement earlier, starts to push into you, making your breaths shaky, trying so hard to stay quiet

it becomes basically impossible as he starts basically using you as a toy, rutting into you with rage filled thrusts, not stopping despite your desperate whines and pleads

after this occurring for a good 10 minutes, you hear him curse, spilling inside of you as you feel your legs go weak, and his hand slipping off your mouth.

after you two had cleaned up, he pulled you into his arms, comforting you. “shh” he soothes, you both still against the counter as he kisses your forehead softly “we should probably get back now to the party yeah?” he says, brushing your hair back with his fingers “mhm..” you say, still in shock of what just happened, following him back out to your guys table.

you hide your face in his shirt, embarrassed. your chairs pushed together as he runs his fingers thru your hair softly, talking to one of his friends, acting like none of that just happened.